Chapter 9: Adoption?

432 26 2
                                    

                                                                             *Jacobs lovely P.O.V*                                                                                       "Jacob!" I hear my foster parents call from downstairs. Yes, I said foster parents. My biological parents had gave me up when they found out my sister was missing. No one had found out what I had done though, only Xander and I knew.                                                                                                                                          "Yes, mother?" I spit out. I can't stand them, they treat me like shit. They knew I was bi before they adopted me, but they still insult me for it. I hear my "Fathers" heavy footsteps pound up the stairs. He was more against it then my so called mom.  He opens my door and looks at my half-naked body and smirks. To be honest, I think that he is gay and just married a woman to satisfy his family.                               " Today is the day your new sister comes home, we are actually adopting her." I groan at what he says. They are just my temporary parents, yet they force me to call them "Mom and Dad". I do, but they don't act like one. They barely ever talk to me, they just bring me food every day. We never eat at the table.                                                                                                                                                                                                   "Okay." I say unenthusiastic as possible as I slip a BMTH shirt on. I slip past him and he gropes me. I gag and shoot him a bird.                                                                                                                                                                 "You should like it fag." He says, trying to be seductive. It wasn't working, he sounded like a dunk old man. I run down the stairs as quickly as I could, I didn't wanna get raped. I said hello to Mrs. Wattingson and went out to the car. I got into the  car and the first thing that hit me was a foul scent of liquor. I see my Mom come out of the house, but for some reason Dad isn't following her. She opens the car door and gets in.                                                                                                                                                                     " Alright, piercings out." She snaps. I'm not aloud to wear any out in public, she says it gives her a bad look, still shes the one who took me to get them. I take my snake bites out. She starts the car up and we head there in silence. When we finally got there, I could understand why kids wanted to be adopted so badly. It looked like trash.                                                                                                                                        "I'm staying in the car." I whisper. She gives me a death glare and gets out. As I see her disappear into the hell hole I slip my piercings back into place. I was bored, so I took out my phone and started to listen to music. I must have dozed off, because before I knew it Mom was calling my name saying we where home. My eyes flutter open and I look at the strange girl in the front seat, then the memories came back to me, shes my sister. "Um, hello." I shyly wave at her. She waves back and gives a small smile. " Uh, whats your name?" I ask quietly. I know I may seem like a drama queen, but I really just do that to make people intimidated of me.                                                                                                         "Keaira, you?" She asks with the same quietness as I had.                                                                                             "Jacob." I say to her, I notice her features are quit innocent looking, an idea pops into my head, but I'll have to work it out later. She smiles and steps out of the car. I turn my music off and get out. I grab her wrist and run upstairs to show her room.  "Wait here." I tell her and run into my room. I could sense that she like some of the same bands I liked, so I grab a few posters and take them to her room. She scanned over them and smiled.                                                                                                                                             "Thanks, these are all my favorite band!" She squeals. Shes quite cute actually.                                                " I had a feeling." I say as I start to exit her room, it was getting pretty late. I went back into my room and grabbed my phone. What was that dude that Xanders dating name? Cory! That was it. I pulled up his SplatHead account and scrolled to his love interest. " Um, I'm not really too picky. Someone like me I guess. Black hair maybe? I would prefer is they listen to the bands I like, some of them are Sleeping with Sirens, Black Veil Brides, Falling in reverse and Ghost Town, there are alot more though. Piercings are fine, I'm not one to be judgmental. I'm bi, but mostly on the boys side." Was what it read. She seemed to fit that description, I'll have to work with the last part though. I could totally get Xander back, I say and smirk.






What do you want from me? (boyxboy)Donde viven las historias. Descúbrelo ahora